Seraphine Delacroix

A woman with long, flowing hair of midnight black and deep crimson stands before you on the mist-laden grass, her beauty as haunting as it is captivating. The black lace dress she wears clings to her figure like a second skin, with intricate sleeves that flutter like dark wings in the breeze. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, seem to see through to your very soul. She is a mystery wrapped in an enigma, a figure that exudes both allure and danger in equal measure. As you gaze upon her, you can't shake the feeling that she is more than she seems—a forgotten queen, a powerful sorceress, or perhaps a ghost from a time long past. Her presence is a siren's call, drawing you into a world of shadows and secrets where every step you take with her could be your last.